Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 340 The Only Way to Escape
After the three people at the table finished their glasses of red wine, Xue Qinghe, seeing that the atmosphere had been set, no longer concealed the purpose of hosting the dinner and went straight to the point:

"The situation on the mainland is currently turbulent and fraught with crises. Although the overall situation is still in a four-way balance of power, giving the mainland a relatively peaceful illusion, none of us know when this illusion of peace will be shattered."

"Among the four major powers that stand in a tripartite balance of power, apart from the Spirit Hall, all others are empires!"

"Among these three great empires, the Sea God Empire is an outsider, while only my Heavenly Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire have a long history and have existed since ancient times."

"To be honest, the Tiandou royal family is now in decline. Although there are many talented people in the empire, there are very few outstanding talents who are ordered by the royal family. The noble families are loyal to the royal family on the surface, but they all have their own ulterior motives in secret."

"At this time of external and internal troubles, we urgently need talented soul masters like Miss Wang and Brother Yan who are young yet possess great soul power. If the two of you are willing to help our Heavenly Dou Royal Family, Qinghe will certainly repay you with generous gifts and entrust you with important responsibilities."

"I know this is rather abrupt, and you two need not reply immediately. This matter is not a trivial matter, and we should consider it carefully."

At this point, Xue Qinghe took a waist token from his waist, held it up in the air with both hands, and said with utmost sincerity:

"This waist token is Qinghe's personal possession. If you two have made up your minds, you can send a servant with this waist token to me."

Personal items!

Upon hearing these four words, Wang Shiyu subtly withdrew her outstretched hand and secretly nudged Yan Mo beside her.

Yan Mo immediately understood, reached out and took the man's personal token, and replied politely:

"Your Highness is too kind. This matter was indeed rather abrupt. Please allow us to consider it carefully before giving a reply."

Wang Shiyu didn't say anything, but just smiled and echoed her words, appearing to be a dutiful wife.

……

The night was dark.

In the entire Spirit City, apart from the major hotels and inns within the city, only the Spirit Arena, located directly below the Papal Palace, still emits bright lights at night.

In the vast darkness of the night, a dark shadow seemed to be lurking in the shadowy corners of the city.

The hotel in the inner city, where the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy is located.

In a luxurious suite on the top floor, Tang San sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind immersed in cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong.

At one point, Tang San, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly woke up and reached out to touch the area around his right eye.

"My right eyelid just twitched..."

In his past life, Tang San accidentally learned of a popular saying while carrying out an assassination mission:
Jump right eye jump Choi disaster.

As a cold-blooded killer, Tang San didn't believe in these things, but now that something as unbelievable as time travel has happened, what else is impossible?

Especially since this world is inferior to the world he lived in in every aspect, Tang San is even more convinced of the various opinions he heard in his previous life.

Suddenly, Tang San's right eyelid twitched several times, making him even more agitated.

"A twitching right eye signifies impending danger. But who could be the source of that danger?"

Tang San was not stupid. Once he figured it out, he quickly understood most of the cause and effect.

Just then, Tang San's right eyelid began to twitch violently, a sudden turn of events that startled him.

"My right eyelid is twitching so fast, does that mean a crisis is getting closer?"

"No, I can't stay here any longer, I have to leave immediately!" Tang San hurriedly packed his luggage. He couldn't go through the main entrance. If he was really being watched, going through the main entrance would only expose his whereabouts to those who were secretly monitoring him.

Just as I was hesitating about where to leave, a cool evening breeze blew in from outside the window.

Jump out of the window? Climb onto the balcony?
No, no, no, these are places assassins frequent. If you try to escape from here and run into the person who's after you, you're doomed.

Therefore, the safest approach is...

Tang San pondered for a moment, then tiptoed to the bathroom in the suite.

After only a moment's hesitation, Tang San made up his mind.

With the Martial Soul infused into his body, the Dark Blue Silver Emperor and the seven Soul Rings symbolizing a Soul Saint appeared.

The seventh spirit ring lit up, revealing the true form of the Dark Blue Silver Emperor!
A faint, dark blue-black light flashed, and Tang San's figure vanished, transforming into his Dark Blue Silver Emperor form.

Immediately afterward, under Tang San's control, the Dark Blue Silver Emperor's vines rapidly shrank and thinned, then plunged into the toilet bowl, flowing through the toilet pipes into the hotel's sanitary plumbing system.

Following the pipe straight ahead, Tang San quickly rushed out of the pipe's exit and appeared in the sewers deep underground in Wuhun City, where dark blue vines were covered in filth and grime.

The next second, the vines transformed back into Tang San's appearance.

"vomit……"

The stench emanating from the surrounding environment and his own body made Tang San feel nauseous. He lowered his head and vomited violently, bringing up his dinner from the previous night.

"Damn it! How dare you subject this sect leader to such humiliation! I will repay you a hundredfold in the future! Ugh..."

It took Tang San quite a while to vomit up all the stomach acid and until there was nothing left in his stomach and intestines to vomit before he finally felt better.

same moment.

Several groups of men in black stealthily sneaked into the suite from different locations.

After a silent encounter, they tacitly agreed not to say anything, and instead began searching for their respective targets—Tang San.

However, even after searching every nook and cranny of the suite, they still couldn't find a single clue about Tang San.

"No one? That's impossible. Every place in this suite that connects to the outside world has sentries secretly watching. If Tang San leaves the suite, there's no way he can avoid these eyes and ears."

This was the thought in the minds of almost everyone in the masked black-clad group present, except for one person: Ghost Douluo, Ghost Phantom.

As someone who has died, Ghost's thought process is slightly different from that of ordinary people.

Are all the areas of the suite connected to the outside world monitored by sentries? No, no, no, there's one place connected to the outside world that isn't monitored, and that is...

Ghost glanced at the toilet without leaving a trace.

A grass-type martial spirit with the cultivation of a Soul Saint fully meets the conditions for leaving this place, provided that one's mental fortitude is strong enough to endure the stench and psychological barriers that are beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.

Tang San was able to avoid all the sentries and leave the hotel suite, which undoubtedly meant he took this route.

For a moment, Ghost was somewhat impressed by Tang San's courage; at least he himself would not have had the courage to do so.

(End of this chapter)